They have witnessed an atrociously circumspect wildfire prereoccur within her maniacal mInd! Have watched its minutes and hours AND monitoring of moments arguABLY(!!) AMOUNT..
To a WiNd-ItSelF-up sEnSE… of nonSTOP and antagonised AgONy.. of aforeMENTIONED mINd.
Only that they DO, in-fact, appear to m.i.n.d.(quite A LOT, actually) EXACTly how she might feel this pARTicular THUNDER-c-r-a-s-h-i-n-g of time, that pecuLIAR tumult of t.i.m.e —
As her m-E-a-N-d-E-r-I-n-G, RAPIDLY manoeuvring eyes anticipatorily aghast themselves times-a-thousand – lark-about and ALARMTHEMSELVES(!!) to an unbearable point
Of PROcrastinating anxiety- as she whispers to speak,
With this invisible little lady, sitting next to her again. Where-in an artist’s favourite pen goes to grip itself again! For it to painstakingly b-r-e-a-t-h-e in UPSETTING syllables.
